Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 42 First-level Lower-grade Spiritual Field

The changes in the land beneath his feet made Ji An stunned, and then ecstatic.

This fluctuation of aura is exactly the same as the feeling when standing next to Lao Huang's first-level spiritual field.

In the moonlight, he saw the leaves of the vegetables gently stretching out, and a faint glow flashed by.

The tender green leaves look like crystal jade.

When the Thick Earth Technique reaches perfection and is performed, the spell contains a hidden and restrained aura, like the thickness of the earth.

Now that I think about it, it was this aura that allowed the land in the courtyard to be cultivated into a first-grade lower-grade spiritual field more quickly.

No, the small cloud and rain technique at the perfect level also contributed to the achievement. The true meaning of the water magic can make the land retain more spiritual power and fertility.

Ji An nodded slightly. The two spells complement each other. No wonder it is a must-learn planting spell.

"Progressing too quickly also has its troubles."

He muttered something in a nasty way, and then burst into laughter.

After Lao Huang's Small Cloud and Rain Technique and Thick Soil Technique had reached perfection, it took him seven or eight years to cultivate an acre of high-quality spiritual farmland.

Ji An originally estimated that it might take him two or three years to achieve his wish, but he never expected that his dream would come true in just one year.

Ji An was determined to practice a spell to perfection. Just the perfection level had such an effect, and the great perfection should have a stronger effect!

He didn't cast spells as frequently in the spiritual field as in the courtyard. Now that he had advanced to the late stage of Qi Refining, his magic power was more abundant. If he cultivated the spiritual field carefully, he would soon be able to gain a few acres of high-grade spiritual field.

At that time, primary spiritual grains such as yellow rice will no longer be planted, and will be replaced by green corn.

If the spiritual field can be cultivated to the first-level medium quality, chalcedony rice can be planted, which is the spiritual rice eaten by cultivators in the foundation-building stage!

Thinking of this, a lot of saliva came out of his mouth and overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The moon was bright, the breeze was gentle, and the sleeves of his Taoist robe were fluttering. Ji An felt relaxed and happy.

The morning light shone on the bamboo building. Ji An finished his training and came to the courtyard.

The land was upgraded to level one earlier than expected, and he needed to plant fruit tree seedlings as soon as possible.

He walked out of the yard with his hands behind his back, and just in time saw Grandpa Huang and his grandson coming towards him.

"Brother Xiao An, have you broken through to the late stage of Qi Refining?!"

There was a hint of surprise in Old Huang's cloudy eyes. It's only been three years, and he has completed the journey that took me more than ten years to complete.

He was delighted, but also inexplicably felt a little sour.

I am glad that I have made a friend with a disciple who is so talented, and I will have someone to take good care of my grandson in the future.

He was not jealous that Liu Yu became a ninth-level Qi Refining disciple.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a direct disciple of a big family has made such progress. What is more important is that he is very clear that Liu Yu and he are from two different worlds.

But when Ji An entered the sect, his situation was even worse than his. At least he had two spirit stones in his pocket and his cultivation had reached the second level of Qi Refining.

However, although the other party started from a low point, his progress was so fast that he couldn't keep up.

"TOEFL, I luckily broke through last night."

Ji An bowed with a gentle smile.

Old Huang walked over and felt that something was different.

He remembered that he had the same feeling when he passed by here at the hour of Mao, but he was in a hurry to get to the Blue Water Lake to grab a good position to extract the essence of water, so he didn't delve into it.

This feeling is so familiar, but I can't remember where it is familiar.

"Grandpa, why do I feel that the aura emitted by the land in Senior Brother Ji's yard is similar to the spiritual field where we grow green corn."

The speaker was Huang Feihu, Old Huang's grandson. He was fifteen years old and already at the second level of Qi Refining. Judging by the state of his Qi, he wasn't far from the third level.

To achieve such results in practicing in the sect's Taoist temple, it seems that Old Huang has spent a lot of resources on his practice.

"Snapped!"

Old Huang slapped his thigh suddenly, that’s right!

"Brother Xiao An, what did you cultivate last night? How could the Perfection-level Small Cloud and Rain Technique have such a strong effect?"

Old Huang has been cultivating his own small courtyard for many years. Although he does not tend to it often, he still practices the Great Accomplishment Level Thick Earth Technique and the Small Cloud and Rain Technique every few days. He has never heard other brothers say that the Small Cloud and Rain Technique can speed up the cultivation of spiritual fields.

Is it because I’m not capable enough that those senior brothers are too lazy to communicate with me about this? He suddenly felt that the smiles of those senior brothers were a bit hypocritical.

Ji An nodded and said frankly:
"It was indeed cultivated last night. I was surprised at the time."

There was no magic circle covering the courtyard, so the spiritual farmers passing by would definitely be able to tell it apart at a glance.

Including the bamboo building, his courtyard is nearly half an acre of land. It would be very expensive to buy a magic circle that can cover such a large area, so there is no need to do this.

He coughed lightly and added:
"The Perfection-level Small Cloud and Rain Technique doesn't have this effect; it requires the Perfection-level Thick Earth Technique.

It has been a while since I completed the Thick Earth Technique."

"Oh, compare yourself to others."

Old Huang's smile was full of bitterness. He thought that he had been a spiritual farmer all his life. Even if he was not the best, he could be considered one of the better-performing Qi Refining disciples in the sect.

Now it seems that I have been living in an elaborately woven false dream for too long, only comparing myself with those who are worse off than me, and looking at the world from a narrow perspective.

After sighing, Old Huang bowed and said:
“After Feihu entered the sect, I wanted to treat you and Senior Brother Wei to a meal, but Senior Brother Wei went to Qingyun Immortal City, so we had to wait a little longer.

Yesterday I heard from other junior brothers that they saw Senior Brother Wei at the Bishui Market. Better today than later, let's go to Baiweilou and have lunch."

"Obedience is worse than respect, but there's no need to go to Baiweilou. We're all family, so we can go eat the spiritual fish made by Senior Brother Liangqiu."

Ji An nodded in agreement. He was just about to find Wei Songnian to discuss the matter of getting fruit tree seedlings.

"How can that be? Let's see what Senior Brother Wei has to say.

Junior brother, please follow me to my residence first. I will take the sundries I have harvested these days and sell them to Senior Brother Wei."

Ji An smiled and said:

"Brother, you should buy a storage bag."

Old Huang waved his hands:
"Hey, only those monks who often go out to hunt monsters and collect herbs need storage bags. I will still be a spiritual farmer when I go to Senior Brother Wei's family. It would be a waste to buy storage bags."

The three of them returned to Lao Huang's residence, took their things, and each rode on a talisman bird to the Bishui Market.

Wei Songnian lived near the Bishui Market. After the three found him, they went to the snack shop in Liangqiu.

Arriving at the small private room on the second floor, Old Huang muttered:
"I wanted to treat my brothers to a good meal."

"Okay, Old Huang, stop being so ungrateful. I'm afraid you'll feel bad."

Wei Songnian laughed and said that the two had been dealing with each other for more than ten years, but he still didn't understand each other!
Old Huang smiled innocently and pointed outside the door:

"Feihu, go to Baiweilou next door and buy three bottles, no, four bottles of spirit wine."

He took out a spirit stone and a handful of spirit crystals and handed them over.

"Okay, grandpa," Feihu heard that he would have a share, and he took the spirit stone with a smile on his face and walked out.

Ji An smiled, then withdrew his gaze from Huang Feihu and said:

"Brother Wei, I'd like to buy two spiritual fruit saplings. Do you have any connections in this regard?"

(End of this chapter)